everybody’s got their hands in your pocket and their feet at your door everybody’s got a fix and a hit, everybody’s got a tale and some lore everybody’s got a way and some rain that’ll make you alone everybody’s got your number my friend, everybody’s gonna call you at home.

everybody’s got their own way out, their dreams, their wishes, their reason to shout

everybody’s got their own way to make you dance, to make you pray to make you give yourself away